“You overrate my capacity of love. I don't posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.”
More from Thomas Hardy
“To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.”
“Yet it was in that vale that her sorrow had taken shape, and she did not love it as…”
“I cannot tell you. It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language that is…”
“She's never found peace since she left his arms, and never will again till she's as he is…”